To many days have already been lost to the universe. And someday they will fade from memory because they were not recorded. They were good days, fun days, hard and stressful days. Days full of design fabulousness. And I really do wish that they were all here, preserved. But forward and onward I must go.
One of my journaling faults is that I tend to backtrack, and touch on all the little events that have occurred since the previous writing. All of a sudden I have a large list of "Then we did this" and "That was so fun" like phrases and nothing really real. Nothing meaty and telling. I am not saying that blogging will help me over this tendency, I only hope to improve upon my recording of feelings and impressions. More of testimony and humor and 'in the moment' emotions. That is what will let my spirit be known. Those are the things that will give a glimpse of the real me to my children, my children's children. Even to myself.
So . . . Saturday Mom and I went to the American Mothers Association Conference. It was so inspiring to see so many strong women together. Many different ages and abilities and stations. But with the same desire; to be better mothers. I felt quite proud to be amongst the club members, and humbled at the very same time. What an important task we have. We shape the future, mold little lives. Nothing is more powerful than that!
Sister Lant, former General Primary President was the key note speaker. Here are a few points that stuck with me. I wrote them just like this in my planner:
- When we really love people, we treat them with respect. (Even little people!)
- Be present for your children, in body and spirit.
- Be your child's "Safe Place."
- Find joy in the doing.
The theme for the day was "Aprons, Ties that Bind." I have this crazy urge to make an apron for every woman I know. I wonder what I can whip up on my own, with no pattern? There were so many darling designs there. I was oogling! Everyone had an apron on. I made one for Ruby today from some scraps. It's too big. But sweet none the less. She wouldn't let me put it on her. I chased her around the kitchen, she was squealing and hollering at me. So I put it on Tali. She is always game for dress up. Too game, most of the time.
Today the "T-ster" had to go to a wedding, so she put on my best grey wrap sweater, and pink heels. The barbies got dressed too. Then she decided to go out and play in the snow, and needed a change of wardrobe, complete with scarf and hat and mittens. She and Ruby pushed strollers around the house with babies wrapped in blankets. Cute little stinks. Their ears and hand were pink and damp before they gave up the game. (Then we had another wardrobe change. Into leggings and a t-shirt.) We started the fire, and watched "Word Girl" on PBS. Good times.
